I think I'm gonna be sad
I think it's today Yeah
The boy that's driving me mad is going away.
He's got a ticket to ride
He's got a ticket to ride
He's got a ticket to ride
and he don't care.
He said that living with me
was bringing him down Yeah
He would never be free
when I was around.
He's got a ticket to ride
He's got a ticket to ride
He's got a ticket to ride
and he don't care.
Don't know why he's riding so high
He oughta do right
He oughta do right by me
Before he gets to saying goodbye
He oughta do right
He oughta do right by me
I think I'm gonna be sad
I think it's today Yeah
The boy that's driving me mad is going away.
He's got a ticket to ride
He's got a ticket to ride
He's got a ticket to ride
and he don't care, don't care.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Musical Mondays: He's got a ticket to ride
This sums up my week...
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
Musical Monday: Luv Me, Luv me
A blast from my past!!! What a jam.
Original lover, lover, mm, yeah, uh
(Yeah)
Catch a groove girl, catch a groove, that's right
Lover, lover, lover, mmm, Shaggy, DJ
A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you moan and sweat
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you scream out "yes"
(Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover)
A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet
(Uh)
A who da man that love to make you moan and sweat
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you scream out "yes", naw
(Mr. Lover)
Sugar
Sweet, succulent and fine
A twinkling eye on my darling divine
I love the way you move all the way you're designed
Your only lines are my mind, forget the corny line
Now let me hit you off with this question sign
You seem to be the type for me to wine and dine
A little candlelight dinner toasted over some wine
Well, I will hit you off with this lyrical rhyme
Now Mr. Lover keep her rockin', Mr. Lover keep her rockin'
Mr. Lover keep her rockin' and swing
Now Mr. Lover keep her rockin', Mr. Lover keep her rockin'
Mr. Lover keep her rockin' and swing
[Chorus: Janet (Shaggy)]
Ooh boy, I love you so
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
(That's right)
Once I get my hands on you
(Luv me, luv me, luv me sex machine)
Ooh boy, I love you so
(Mmm hmm)
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
(That's right, uh)
I hope you feel the same way too
(You know dat)
Step in my caravan of love
So I can love, gonna give you hotter rubs
Dem ever wet kissies wit' dem brazen hugs
And now your sweet, silky body on my Persian rug
While we sippin' Coke from da same ol' mug
I'm readin' fortune cookies from the Chines proverb
It had some great stuff written in it with some cool rub-a-dub
A little ol' reminisce in the hot tub, huh
[Janet (Shaggy):]
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Let's fog up some window sills, girl, uh)
Mr. Lover
(Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove)
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
[Chorus]
[Shaggy (Janet):]
Girlie, girlie
You woke up a real love machine
Girlie, girlie
I live to make your beat
Girlie, girlie
Huh, I'll hit you between da sheets
Girlie, girlie
Whoo, I'll make you moan and scream
Girlie, Girlie
Yeah, you woke a real love machine
Girlie, girlie
Whoo, I'll hit you between the sheets
Girlie, girlie
Girl, you love to moan and scream
Girlie, girlie
You know what I'm sayin'
(Yeah)
Shuh
Girl, you're unique
Now let me take a whiff of that sweet physique
You're the only girl allowed to make my heart stop beatin'
Let me, ha, ha, start lickin' (?), let's kick it heartlessly
To be the lady of your color is an honor indeed
Leave a lastin' impression for weeks and weeks
I want to throw rose petals to your humble feet
Lay you gently on my sheet and sexercise you to sleep, huh
[Janet (Shaggy):]
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Uh, yeah)
Mr. Lover
(Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove)
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Let's fog up some window sills, baby)
[Chorus]
[Shaggy (Janet):]
The ladies still want me, hot like fire
If you come wit' me, you, me, can retire
Anytime you model girl, an instant fire
Somehow your power with Tommy Hilfiger
'Nuff dat designer wan' know your name
'Nuff of dem a put your picture in a picture frame
Wanna feel your body, man can't put no fame
Some model, of mi girl, and go enjoy your fame
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luve me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
(Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover)
(Ooh boy)
I wanna tell this lady
So just come on, 'cause I'm the original Cupid
(Ooh boy)
Whoo, just like a stick through the arrow
Makin' us mate, ha, ha, ha
(Ooh boy)
Yeah, whoo
(Ooh boy)
'Cause I'm the ladies choice
And the girls get moist for the sound of the baritone voice
You get that, you get that
Baby, lover
Sexy undercover, uh, uh
Mr. Lover, uh, check out, check out
And I just love the way you just fog up my window sills, baby
Yeah, ooh
(Ooh boy)
(Ooh boy)
Let me know
I ain't gonna use no glow-in-the-dark you know what
It ain't hard to see, baby, whoo
(Ooh boy)
Swing low, swing low, whoo, swing low
(Ooh boy)
Lovin' all that, lovin' all that, shake it, baby, shake it
(Ooh boy)
Dig it, dig it, dig it, I dig it, I get it, I dig dat, I dig dat
(Ooh boy)
Lover, lover
(Lover, lover)
Sexy undercover
(Lover, lover)
Rauncy mutha, mmm mmm, no, no
Check it out I'm spinnin'
(Lover, lover)
Whoo
(Ooh boy)
Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove back
Let dem know dat
(Ooh boy)
I love this little funky beat
(Ooh boy)
Terry Lewis, Jimmy Jam said dat, uh
(Ooh boy)
Mr. Lover
(Mr. Lover)
Whoo
Wicked undercover
(Mr. Lover)
I'll be your nighttime lover
(Mr. Lover)
Wicked undercover
(Mr. Lover)
Original lover, lover, mm, yeah, uh
(Yeah)
Catch a groove girl, catch a groove, that's right
Lover, lover, lover, mmm, Shaggy, DJ
A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you moan and sweat
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you scream out "yes"
(Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover)
A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet
(Uh)
A who da man that love to make you moan and sweat
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you scream out "yes", naw
(Mr. Lover)
Sugar
Sweet, succulent and fine
A twinkling eye on my darling divine
I love the way you move all the way you're designed
Your only lines are my mind, forget the corny line
Now let me hit you off with this question sign
You seem to be the type for me to wine and dine
A little candlelight dinner toasted over some wine
Well, I will hit you off with this lyrical rhyme
Now Mr. Lover keep her rockin', Mr. Lover keep her rockin'
Mr. Lover keep her rockin' and swing
Now Mr. Lover keep her rockin', Mr. Lover keep her rockin'
Mr. Lover keep her rockin' and swing
[Chorus: Janet (Shaggy)]
Ooh boy, I love you so
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
(That's right)
Once I get my hands on you
(Luv me, luv me, luv me sex machine)
Ooh boy, I love you so
(Mmm hmm)
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
(That's right, uh)
I hope you feel the same way too
(You know dat)
Step in my caravan of love
So I can love, gonna give you hotter rubs
Dem ever wet kissies wit' dem brazen hugs
And now your sweet, silky body on my Persian rug
While we sippin' Coke from da same ol' mug
I'm readin' fortune cookies from the Chines proverb
It had some great stuff written in it with some cool rub-a-dub
A little ol' reminisce in the hot tub, huh
[Janet (Shaggy):]
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Let's fog up some window sills, girl, uh)
Mr. Lover
(Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove)
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
[Chorus]
[Shaggy (Janet):]
Girlie, girlie
You woke up a real love machine
Girlie, girlie
I live to make your beat
Girlie, girlie
Huh, I'll hit you between da sheets
Girlie, girlie
Whoo, I'll make you moan and scream
Girlie, Girlie
Yeah, you woke a real love machine
Girlie, girlie
Whoo, I'll hit you between the sheets
Girlie, girlie
Girl, you love to moan and scream
Girlie, girlie
You know what I'm sayin'
(Yeah)
Shuh
Girl, you're unique
Now let me take a whiff of that sweet physique
You're the only girl allowed to make my heart stop beatin'
Let me, ha, ha, start lickin' (?), let's kick it heartlessly
To be the lady of your color is an honor indeed
Leave a lastin' impression for weeks and weeks
I want to throw rose petals to your humble feet
Lay you gently on my sheet and sexercise you to sleep, huh
[Janet (Shaggy):]
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Uh, yeah)
Mr. Lover
(Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove)
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Let's fog up some window sills, baby)
[Chorus]
[Shaggy (Janet):]
The ladies still want me, hot like fire
If you come wit' me, you, me, can retire
Anytime you model girl, an instant fire
Somehow your power with Tommy Hilfiger
'Nuff dat designer wan' know your name
'Nuff of dem a put your picture in a picture frame
Wanna feel your body, man can't put no fame
Some model, of mi girl, and go enjoy your fame
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luve me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
(Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover)
(Ooh boy)
I wanna tell this lady
So just come on, 'cause I'm the original Cupid
(Ooh boy)
Whoo, just like a stick through the arrow
Makin' us mate, ha, ha, ha
(Ooh boy)
Yeah, whoo
(Ooh boy)
'Cause I'm the ladies choice
And the girls get moist for the sound of the baritone voice
You get that, you get that
Baby, lover
Sexy undercover, uh, uh
Mr. Lover, uh, check out, check out
And I just love the way you just fog up my window sills, baby
Yeah, ooh
(Ooh boy)
(Ooh boy)
Let me know
I ain't gonna use no glow-in-the-dark you know what
It ain't hard to see, baby, whoo
(Ooh boy)
Swing low, swing low, whoo, swing low
(Ooh boy)
Lovin' all that, lovin' all that, shake it, baby, shake it
(Ooh boy)
Dig it, dig it, dig it, I dig it, I get it, I dig dat, I dig dat
(Ooh boy)
Lover, lover
(Lover, lover)
Sexy undercover
(Lover, lover)
Rauncy mutha, mmm mmm, no, no
Check it out I'm spinnin'
(Lover, lover)
Whoo
(Ooh boy)
Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove back
Let dem know dat
(Ooh boy)
I love this little funky beat
(Ooh boy)
Terry Lewis, Jimmy Jam said dat, uh
(Ooh boy)
Mr. Lover
(Mr. Lover)
Whoo
Wicked undercover
(Mr. Lover)
I'll be your nighttime lover
(Mr. Lover)
Wicked undercover
(Mr. Lover)
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Titillating Tuesday: My New Life
Since I didn't receive anything back from the last poem for class, I will post another one. Maybe this one will get more acclaim. =)
As I lay in pain and anguish, she finds me.
Her box of hope, love, despair, mayhem
beckons me like a beacon of light.
My hands touch the precious jewels of yesteryears.
A longing sense builds inside me
I am unable to contain myself
As I open her lid.
My insides go out, as the out goes in
My world remains chaos.
As I lay down next to Pandora's open box
My strength lies in a puddle at my feet.
The melted ice I use to hold the walls
cracking like the frosted lake in spring.
I fall through, temptation in over abundance.
I suddenly hear that voice so calm and fierce,
Be like the leather strap, weathered with time.
It grows stronger, pliable, to the hard times ahead.
The words ring true, and somehow I regain the strength
the strength to survive another day.
I rise up like phoenix from the ashes
To begin again
My new life.
As I lay in pain and anguish, she finds me.
Her box of hope, love, despair, mayhem
beckons me like a beacon of light.
My hands touch the precious jewels of yesteryears.
A longing sense builds inside me
I am unable to contain myself
As I open her lid.
My insides go out, as the out goes in
My world remains chaos.
As I lay down next to Pandora's open box
My strength lies in a puddle at my feet.
The melted ice I use to hold the walls
cracking like the frosted lake in spring.
I fall through, temptation in over abundance.
I suddenly hear that voice so calm and fierce,
Be like the leather strap, weathered with time.
It grows stronger, pliable, to the hard times ahead.
The words ring true, and somehow I regain the strength
the strength to survive another day.
I rise up like phoenix from the ashes
To begin again
My new life.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Musical Monday: Everything I've Got in My Pocket
I want to lay down with you forever
Or just this afternoon
Watching the shadows getting long
I'll sing you a quiet song
Watch you sleep so slow and deep
Baby I know that all your pain will pass
I know you're sad, but it won't last
I'm betting you everything that I've got in my pocket
When you're staring out into the sky
See what you have
And don't ask why
Things can't be different, they're perfect
Want to remind you how you laugh
Sometimes you don't even make a sound
Till you fall down on the ground
I'm going to love you every day
Maybe it'll balance out the pain
That I can't take away
Baby I know that all your pain will pass
I know you're sad, but it won't last
I'm betting you everything that I've got in my pocket
when you're staring out into the sky
See what you have, and don't ask why
Things can't be different
They're perfect
So come on and lay down with me
I'll tell you all the useless things
That I have learned
But this one good thing my old man told me
Baby I know that all your pain will pass
I know you're sad, but it won't last
I'm betting you everything that I've got in my pocket
when you're staring out into the sky
See what you have, and don't ask why
Things can't be different
They're perfect
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Thirsty Thursday:more of me
This one is something I just felt a couple days ago. It still needs work, but I like how it goes so far.
We are history
mirrored in a book
when they teach
the story of
you and I
what will they learn?
Y'all have any thoughts?
We are history
mirrored in a book
when they teach
the story of
you and I
what will they learn?
Y'all have any thoughts?
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Wordless Wednesday: Voter's addition
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Titillating Tuesday: my work
I haven't shared my own work in a while. Here is something I'm working on for class. If you don't remember, I have to write 3-5 poems this semester. Tell me what you think so I can get a good grade.
Quiet is the night, hanging so thick it can be cut with a knife.
The wordless space between two
Drips like a leaky faucet.
Annoying frustration as the sighs shatter the silence.
Each moment passes
An eternity
As we stare
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to do
Nothing between the two
Nothing
But silence.
Quiet is the night, hanging so thick it can be cut with a knife.
The wordless space between two
Drips like a leaky faucet.
Annoying frustration as the sighs shatter the silence.
Each moment passes
An eternity
As we stare
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to do
Nothing between the two
Nothing
But silence.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Musical Monday: Cold, Cold heart
I've tried so hard my dear to show
That you're my every dream
Yet you're afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold cold heart
Another love before my time
Made your heart sad an' blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didn't do
In anger unkind words are said
That make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold cold heart
There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled
To a memory
The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold cold heart
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
Funny Friday: Feminist addition
I haven't had much time lately, so here's a little funny to put some pep in your step.
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